My grandfather has a room all to himself. It's in the end of a long hall away from our rooms. Mother says it is good for him to be alone because it gives him time for himself. But I don't understand why he wants to sit himself in his chair in the middle of the room. My grandfather calls me Pete though I'm a six-year old girl, because he says I'm smart as any boy. I like to come to my granddad's room before I go to the bedroom at night.
